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Huncho's Prayer (Explicit) - Chris Patrick
Lyrics by：Chris Patrick/Tamir Komarov
Composed by：Chris Patrick/Tamir Komarov
Produced by：Angelo Imani/Yogic/Reuben Vincent
Growing up I was a slum dog
We was running from the police
Went from skipping time in classrooms
To hitting corner with the homies
Poured out the bottle for my lost ones
I've done some things we must keep lowkey
Ain't scared to die cause I'm a real nigga
My reputation ain't gon fold me
This all I really got
Me and mizz go back to Hampton days
Campus stays
When ducking off for hoes was therapeutic
As we danced thru pain
My mans was slain
So college at the point
Felt like a grand exchange
Trade away the streets
And in return they feed me bands for brains
I can't explain my reasoning
But tryna do shit right for once
It damn near felt like treason
My allegiance to the Neighborhood niggas
Posted on Glenwood outside
Boy I was waiting for niggas
Hitting licks feel like a paycheck to niggas
Zach was insistent on the grades
But I ain't have that choice
Cause moms ain't have much money
Im obvious no dummy
So my means to live intensified
Im use to struggle
Hustling ain't shit when you desensitized
A job plus extra shit on the side was how
We kept rent supplied
Im riding round the city with Mizzy
As niggas talked
That boy a demon on the Aux
He running thru the playlist
While im scanning cross streets
In case I peep another oop
I keep the pole tucked
In case I feel I need to send some shots
That's when
Mizz caught my attention
Bout Some Jersey nigga rapping
It just so happen
He was called in for assistance
Bro took as a sign from God
He Knew not to resist it
So I'm staring at him proud knowing
His life gon end up different
For me my fate was sealed
I made my peace ain't feel no pain
But Mizz assured me
"Bro swear to God
I'll make sure our shit change
You my brother till we die
If I'm up then you the same
But it's hard seeing a world
Where ion bang
Growing up I was a slum dog
We was running from the police
Went from skipping time in classrooms
To hitting corner with the homies
Poured out the bottle for my lost ones
I've done some things we must keep lowkey
Ain't scared to die cause I'm a real nigga
My reputation ain't gon fold me
This all I really got
A couple year flash
My God above gon guide
Me down a clear path
This Draco hold me down
As I revere cash
These tears splash
But hustling thru it how I let fear pass
If Death had pressed his ears to doors
Outside of my crib he hear laughs
I'm in and out the way
I get a call from Mizz again
He asking where I stay
He with that rap nigga from Jersey in the A
Two first names sound like a fucking nerd
But if Mizz say he the one then imma trust his words
Im sliding for the link
I pulled to the crib lil nervous lil shaky
Boy I'm a gangsta so I'm keep a cool
Mizz get the door and dap me up
We like old timers acting up
Until the I noticed that rap nigga
Had done peeped my tool
Bro jumped a bit but he ain't lose composure
He showing love like we grew up as soldiers
First time meeting chris I realize why he chosen
Riding through streets with them niggas scoping scene
That's when bro decide to ask me bout me dreams
"Outside of the street shit what you really see for yourself
Is it a wife and kids or businesses to keep to yourself
Truth is I never gave much thought to really being myself
Cause in the life the timers short before a demon gets shelf-ed
That question moved me
Have I gave my all to being more ?
Mizz broke the silence when he asked
If I could be on tour
Security position if you with it than its yours
Couldn't believe he wanted me board
Cause growing up I was a slum dog
We was running from the police
Went from skipping time in classrooms
To hitting corner with the homies
Poured out the bottle for my lost ones
I've done some things we must keep lowkey
Ain't scared to die cause I'm a real nigga
My reputation ain't gon fold me
This all I really got
The year is 2023
And I'm at peace now
I'm en route to get a legalized piece now
Chris texted me up cause they was finna hit the A for Ville
Sessions
Gotta work early as fuck but Imma be round
The streets been calling but I DND the line
Can't sell my souls
Since touring with them boys
I recognized that I had goals
I got a Job I got a girl
I got spot to call my own
I want moms to see my progress
And feel proud to see me grown
It's Damn near 8:30
Just got off work
I'm at the crib
I'm dumb bored
Searching for the wave
I chat with Mizz
There's a Spotify event
He Tryna find out where it is
But then they right back to stu
So I might take this time to live
I start reflecting heavy
All my life felt I was damned
I'm finally at that point
Where I feel righteous as a man
I went from running streets for work
To working night shifts when I can
To being brave enough to dream
With excitement bout where I land
That's when that knock came
Fuck that's when that knock came
And every thing I was came to fruition
Cops stormed in
Warrants in the palm not tryna listen
Guns raised on me
Hands behind me Locked into position
Getting dragged out
I promise I ain't cry
Hitting the squad car
Felt like Bruce Willis up in die hard
I guess I got my hopes up
God done let my karma hit its stride
Only thing I heard get played back in my mind
Cause growing up I was a slum dog
We was running from the police
Went from skipping time in classrooms
To hitting corner with the homies
Poured out the bottle for my lost ones
I've done some things we must keep lowkey
Ain't scared to die cause I'm a real nigga
Ain't scared to die cause I'm a real nigga
Cause growing up I was a slum dog
We was running from the police
Went from skipping time in classrooms
To hitting corner with the homies
Poured out the bottle for my lost ones
I've done some things we must keep lowkey
Ain't scared to die cause I'm a real nigga
My reputation ain't gon fold me
This all I really got
Just got the call
That the cops hit yo crib in A
With the goal to arrest you
They saying its robbery
On top of kidnapping
Plus a lil murder attempt too
Shit
Aint no way it was Huncho
But Mizz just confirmed it again
For the second time
Hearing that news actually wrecked my mind
Hearing that news made me realize that every one here got a
Destination
Detectives got open investigations
Chest feel like bombs during detonation
That sentence they finna write up you my dawg
Is sentence that don't got a expiration
Praying my nigga could beat it
God been declining my calls as late
So I'm left here betrayed and defeated
You should be here touring with me dawg
Should be recording with me dawg
Should be outside in the world exploring
With gang cause there so much to see dawg
Guilt in my heart feeling heavy cause I was the nigga that came
Thru to promise you
The minute I blow all that trapping shit dead
Fuck the streets none that gang shit follow you
3 years done passed from the promise
And here I am back
In the base of my momma crib
Contemplating bout I'm where imma live
Concentrating on the grind for biz
Conversations with SwaVay bout the Jam
With us hoping that
Tunji might sign the kid
Praying the talks with the label ain't fell thru
Last time they bagged you
Ain't have bread to bail you
Posted a letter this time bout yo struggle
I cried when I saw cause I felt like I failed you
Ain't have the number to call when they jailed you
Tried being better but life had derailed you
Day you got locked
Was the day that a nigga met Cole
I was hyped as a bitch just to tell you
Hoping the trial let a nigga sail thru
Knowing our wildest dreams is on the way
Look
Just did a SOB show in the city
And people is seeing the worth now
Went from the venues with nobody in it to selling out tours and
The muhfucking merch now
A nigga quit jobs
Cause the money we made
Was enough to do music as work now
I finally met someone who love for me
And I feel like it's gon actually work out
What the fuck
It's the thought
That you might not een be there on the day folks
Get married that's fucking me up
It's the thought
That when niggas have kids
That you might not be there just to carry em up
It the thought that
When Nîggas win Grammies
You'll prolly be watching that shit from the can
It's the thought
That if niggas die early
You even can't slide thru to bury ya mans
If only yo shit had went better
Been praying to God everyday with the hope that he get shit
Together
I'm sorry I couldn't do more
On the days you got stopped in the weather
Only thing I got left is these songs
That I'm writing to you as these letters
Love Chris
